"Yesterday it was the 6th of August 1965, It was the 58th year for this temporary, ever-changing dukh-roop body. Now the 59th year has started. But in reality (my soul) I was not born and I will not die, and I do not have an age.
For this reason, only our bodies age, not our souls.
Peace and non-peace are states of the mind. But the soul is just observing ..Just as if there are two pictures on a piece of paper; one of a standing horse and one of a running horse - the paper shows both pictures. In the same way the soul is forever achal. The soul is detached from all of this."
Its not easy of course, but I read somewhere once that 'We are not seeking a ‘better’ state. We are just coming back to our own self. That in itself is an improvement over living in confusion. All we need to concern ourselves is the return, keeping attention here and now. Everything else will come on its own"
A small clay pot lying on the earth(made from same earth) will consider itself seperate and think that it is just a pot. But when it realises its actually a part of the earth, the illusion ends. From a mere clay pot, it becomes the great the Earth.
A son sat at his father's deathbed. He asked his father for some words of wisdom before he died. The father replied, 'I have so much to say, but I do not have enough breaths to say it all in. Go to the market and buy me some breaths, just a lil more time, and I'll tell you'. The son replied, thats madness, you can't buy breaths. The father replied, 'Exactly, those are my words of wisdom'
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